The Good Writer Only Competes With The Dead

predatorywaspobserver:

“Fear, hydra-headed fear, which is rampant in all of us, is a hang-over from lower forms of life. We are straddling two worlds, the one from which we have emerged and the one towards which we are heading. That is the deepest meaning of the word ‘human’, that we are a link, a bridge, a promise. It is in us that the life process is being carried to fulfillment. We have a tremendous responsibility, and it is the gravity of that which awakens our fears. We know that if we do not move forward, if we do not realize our potential being, we shall relapse, sputter out, and drag the world down with us. We carry Heaven and Hell within us; we are the cosmogonic builders. We have choice - and all creation is our range.” 

- Henry Miller in Sexus (1949) 

Happy Birthday, Mr. Miller. Thank you for your genius and your honesty and your writing and all those books that have done nothing but inspire me, disturb me, make me feel uncomfortable, make me question everything, and most importantly make me think about everything in a new perspective. Your writing is genius and you will always been consider one of the most important writers of the 20th century.